The Touch Of Happiness

Below is the poem entitled The Touch Of Happiness which was written by poet
Litan
Dey. Please feel free to comment on this poem. However, please remember, PoetrySoup is a place of encouragement and growth.

The Touch Of Happiness

I
Diluted in the silence
All are enjoying Freshers party
Nobody knows when I go
Sounds were like buzzing fly.
I
Join wholeheartedly
Sudden attack on my door
Call for dining room.
Many times, many days
They remain suspended in the subconscious
The diet body
Fret with malice
Yet working!
I’m absolutely fit and jobless here…
I
Be missing in a hushed monastery
And senility
When I will be hoary like my parents
Who will take care of me?
My parents or my future!
I
Already lost the drops for them
Only the silent dry pain of heart is left
Senility of me and my parents must be same
I can't remember by no means
what i have done for them!!
15/09/2013

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Litan, Thank you for spreading and sharing your kindness.
I am very grateful and thankful to all who have been supportive of me one way or another.
Your heartfelt words are the main attraction of who you are…
Thanks for your inspiring visit. ----- Happy Thanksgiving ~ LINDA

I think that we give our parents as much as they give us. Only we don't realize it until later in life. A beautiful poem that gives the reader much to think about. Really good poem, Litan!...Thank you for the kind comments!